The Most “Beautiful” Songs Of All Time

[Tai Chi≈Surfing]

 

[Myles]

 

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[Omar 382]

 

[Thruthefog]

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It's beautiful man.

 

[Tai Chi≈Surfing]

I like Tim Hardin's original version of this, but Rod's is better imho...

 

[Omar 382]

You ever heard this one @Sir Robin Of Camelot? Heart-breaking

 

[Sir Robin Of Camelot]

You ever heard this one @Sir Robin Of Camelot? Heart-breaking

I honestly had not. Had no idea this even existed. I'll have to check it out now. Thanks...

BTW - I had to go back to page 4 and find the post from @thedddd to make sure "someone" posted it but when I think of heartbreaking, Warren Zevon's "Keep Me In Your Heart" and "The Wind" are right up there. Brilliant song and brilliant album and I don't know how Zevon did it.

 

[Tai Chi≈Surfing]

Trane Trifecta.....

 

[blindbaby]

 

[blindbaby]

 

[Voltaire26]

I honestly had not. Had no idea this even existed. I'll have to check it out now. Thanks...

BTW - I had to go back to page 4 and find the post from @thedddd to make sure "someone" posted it but when I think of heartbreaking, Warren Zevon's "Keep Me In Your Heart" and "The Wind" are right up there. Brilliant song and brilliant album and I don't know how Zevon did it.

I had never heard that song before either ... a self proclaimed Beatle Freak is schooled by an upstart kid. Good job @Omar 382 ... excellent song!!!!

 

[Tai Chi≈Surfing]

Now more than ever.....

Psychiatrists and Lawyers...destroying mankind
Drivin' 'em crazy...and stealing 'em blind
Bankers and Brokers ruling the world
Storing the silver and hoarding the gold

Ain't no use in preachers preaching
When they don't know what they're teaching
The weakest man be strong as Samson
When you're being held to ransom

Famine and hardship in true living colour
Constant reminders...the plight of our brother
Daily starvation our diet of news
Fed to the teeth with a barrage of views

Ain't no use in preachers preaching
When they don't know what they're teaching
The weakest man be strong as Samson
When you're being held to ransom

Black men and white men, and Arabs and Jews
Causing congestion and filling the queues
Fighting for freedom the truth and the word
Fighting the war for the end of the world

Ain't no use in preachers preaching
When they don't know what they're teaching
Weakest man be strong as Samson
When you're being held to ransom

 

[Omar 382]

I had never heard that song before either ... a self proclaimed Beatle Freak is schooled by an upstart kid. Good job @Omar 382 ... excellent song!!!!

I just heard it about a month ago and been listening to it ever since. It was written in the late '90s and then finally recorded when George was diagnosed with terminal cancer. It was released posthumously in 2002 and produced by Jeff Lynne and George's son, Dhani Harrison. Dhani included this beautiful quote on the album liner notes. Rest in Peace, George- you did more for this world than you know!

 

[Voltaire26]

Now more than ever.....

Psychiatrists and Lawyers...destroying mankind
Drivin' 'em crazy...and stealing 'em blind
Bankers and Brokers ruling the world
Storing the silver and hoarding the gold

Ain't no use in preachers preaching
When they don't know what they're teaching
The weakest man be strong as Samson
When you're being held to ransom

Famine and hardship in true living colour
Constant reminders...the plight of our brother
Daily starvation our diet of news
Fed to the teeth with a barrage of views

Ain't no use in preachers preaching
When they don't know what they're teaching
The weakest man be strong as Samson
When you're being held to ransom

Black men and white men, and Arabs and Jews
Causing congestion and filling the queues
Fighting for freedom the truth and the word
Fighting the war for the end of the world

Ain't no use in preachers preaching
When they don't know what they're teaching
Weakest man be strong as Samson
When you're being held to ransom

Speaking of Procol Harum

Conquistador your stallion stands in need of company
And like some angel's haloed brow
You reek of purity
I see your armor plated breast
Has long since lost its sheen
And in your death masked face
There are no signs which can be seen
And though I hoped for something to find
I could see no maze to unwind
Conquistador a vulture sits, upon your silver sheath
And in your rusty scabbard now, the sand has taken seed
And though your jewel-encrusted blade
Has not been plundered still
The sea has washed across your face
And taken of its fill
And though I hoped for something to find
I could see no maze to unwind
And though I hoped for something to find
I could see no maze to unwind
Conquistador there is no time, I must pay my respect
And though I came to jeer at you
I leave now with regret
And as the gloom begins to fall
I see there is no, only all
And though you came with sword held high
You did not conquer, only die
And though I hoped for something to find
I could see no maze to unwind
And though I hoped for something to find
I could see no maze to unwind
And though I hoped for something to find
I could see no maze to unwind

 

[Tai Chi≈Surfing]